Short Pegs Poems

Round pegs in square holes.
Many seasons come and go.
How then can we grow?...

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Ridding on the pegs
Pumping lava through my viens
Three wheels full throttle...

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When party's the answer,
    it's all about framing.
To question is cancer;
    yup, here comes the blaming....

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Where pigeonholes outnumber pegs
A spinster may get only dregs
But God's Double-Cross
Is like a coin toss:
Cross your fingers or cross your legs!...

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silt drys layered
packed, heated, plates collide bang
flings upright pegs

molten steam singes life
bones crushed down below surface
seed never more green...

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Love On The Riverbed

He pitched a tent on her banks
Her teeth clenched as pegs dug deep
Campfire sparks, heat's erecting 
The winds howling in lost flight

connie pachecho

8/3/17...

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Flamingos have extra long skinny legs
Why is that so, the natural question begs
Their bodies are large
To understand is hard
How they support themselves on these long skinny pegs...

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Bridges connecting lines and dots on roads where people pass
Edges and rims dissecting flaps and humps, cones and tones that rap
Clamps and bolts, braces and thongs, hashtags and pegs, anchor holds...

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The orange flowers attract bumble bees
Yellow and black bees stung my red knees
Dance round flailing and wailing  crimson legs
Devilish dimples arose;  scratch pegs
Several amber ants stung white toes...

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Flamingos have extra long skinny legs
Why is that so, the natural question begs
Their bodies are large
To understand is hard
How they can support themselves on these skinny pegs


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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The children at the table,
all bowed their heads to pray,
and said what they were thankful for,
on this Thanksgiving day.

Then last to speak
was little wide-eyed Pegs,
"Thank you, Jesus," she prayed,
"for making turkey legs."...

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Ddddddddddddddt, Dddddddddddddt
By
Tom Wright

There was a man, who had two wooden legs,
Who was attacked one day gathering eggs.
The woodpecker thought,
It was the tree he sought,
Until he’d whittled both his legs into pegs.
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Charity climbs to the mountain top
She is strong, she won't stop
Her goal is to worship her God
To offer plentiful praises and to keep raising up from the sod
Long hair and short legs
Somewhat round, but mostly square pegs

Echo sings her chorus
For us
Her voice a gift
A lift
Onto heaven...

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winding scarves on my face
blowing air through my skin
skirting around my legs searching
in my soul rooting out the pegs
of memory of other winds of
time    spaceless    nameless
places and scenes that are
past and gone lifted up out of
sorrow far away gone  gone
long gone free with the wind...

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No rules Limerick

PEDRO THE PEDDLER. . . 
 
Pedro the peddler always had something to sell
Painted wooden pegs to a nice new bicycle bell 
Here every Tuesday on your door he would knock
Routing in his bag to find some old piece of crock
"Mind all nicked" says Pedro from his prison cell

Indiana Shaw . . . ; )...

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Quiet my jangling head
[marbles set loose in a drain pipe]

Silence churning doubts
[acid bath of corrosive thought]

Calm my rasping breath
[jagged edges of restricted output]

Cease excessive activity
[upanddown the spiral staircase]

Steady my stricken hands
[pounding pegs into nonexistent holes]

Undo me....

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Lumpy Rumpy, a rather large lad,
Had a reputation for being so bad,
He rolled a mega barrel down the hill,
Full of dead fish and the content spill.

The reeking aroma made people sad,
With pegs on their noses they got so mad,
The townsfolk chased Lumpy down the street,
If they catch him up they might paddle his seat....

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Under the couch
(I can see, if I crouch)
Is a puzzle's green square.
(How'd it ever get there?)

There's a paperback book
And I'm sure, if I look,
There'll be more than just dust;
(Pegs and Legos, I trust.)

When a toddler's around
There is sure to be found
Lots of stuff 'neath the couch;
(And to this, I can vouch!)...

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Just one line of cocaine from sniffing the white powdered abys

She washes her poisonous laundry pegs the bottomless threads

Retrieves her dead tired credit card from a pocket of dissolute fear


06th June 2018 

written for three liner contest with 17 syllables max per line

Syllables checked on howmanysyllables.com...

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He stood on the washing line
Did mister skinny legs,
Expert he, at balancing
There amongst the pegs.

A gentle breeze was blowing
It set the line a-swinging,
He obviously enjoyed it
Skinny legs, he started singing.

He warbled such a sweet refrain 
As he swung to and fro,
Skinny legs, he sang and sang
How I enjoyed it so....

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Love Renewed
My heart is like an empty nest.
Feel free to come and rest.
We must rise above the pain, above the treachery 
Going after new love does not cure the heart.
We must recreate the old love.
With the same heart that is struck, broken and wounded.
Drunkard asks
In how many pegs?
One for sorrow
Two for joy
Three for those who have already died...

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Restless legs
Like breeze on pegs
You whip up such a storm

Restless arms
And sticky palms
Can't cool me when too warm

Restless mind
You're too unkind
Brain won't you conform?

Restless night
Put up a fight
Too used to this new 'norm'

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'Restless' ~ by Victoria Payne
May 2017
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https://www.facebook.com/groups/Poemsbyvictoriapayne...

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I'm sorry for awl the prayers

Youse darn tootin' sure
we'll be gettin up for church
on a Monday mornin'

Huh dearie?

That brain is so itty bitty
I could pick it up- with
both thumbs

Like the invisible crumbs
laying- on our coats and pegs
ya hear?

Wrap 'em oats around yer legs
real good now

It'll rain

Oh lawd I know it will
everyday of our lives
it be rainin'....

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He went home gaily after a few pegs
Fell onto his bed dangling his soiled legs
Blissfully fell asleep soon
His wife came calling him “loon”
Falling from bed, he felt her hefty kicks


May.19. 2023

Funny, Bawdy or Humorous Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Tania Kitchin

10 syllables in lines 1, 2 and 5
7 syllables in lines 3 and 4...

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Why don't you smile 

I still in my eyes which was closed
 in night catching a laugh is difficult 
to find why do you smile in my dreams 
the happy Moment open with a blue 
sky by reducing the pegs of last day 
you smile like a bird music to welcome 
the sun I die like a night wating eating 
the games which you play in my dreams 


With love all 
Jagdish bajantri...

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